[Black basket] Beep!You foul!

Momoi's appearance made all the boys in the sports circle turn red-eyed.

Why don't they have a manager!Why don't they have a female manager!Why don't they have such a cute female manager!

"What did you do in May?" Akashi saw the very large plastic bag in Momoi's hand, and took it in a very gentlemanly manner, and opened it to see what was written inside.

"Director Shi reminded me before that the dormitory we live in has a kitchen that we can use ourselves, so I thought that after training, everyone..." Momoi had a bright smile on his face when he said this.

The black air pressure on the sports side seems to be a little more serious.

Teiko didn't seem to ease the atmosphere because of the cute female manager's fawning.

The five words envy, jealousy, and hate don't need to be explained in words at all. You can understand it directly by looking at your eyes.

"Okay, let's talk about these things after the game is over." After summing up, he looked at his teammates again, "We are only one three points behind now, and it is easy to recover, but we must not miss any points in the future Opportunity."

"Akashi, we all understand these simple things," Midorima pushed his glasses, and looked at the elated Shumasa on the opposite side: "In addition to not losing any chance to score, we even need to get it from the opponent at all costs." Grab the ball, otherwise, there may be extra time."

"This is just a practice match, there will be no overtime." Huang Lai shook his head, watching the opposite coach screaming, it would be good to let them play the whole game, how could there be overtime.

Just like when Akashi was in the past, whether it was a loss or a draw, there is only one final conclusion: they are not as skilled as others.

"Akashi." Aomine called out suddenly.

The person who was called tilted his head to look at Qingfeng, but he ignored the person who offered to be nice.

"Akashi, let me play in the second half." Aomine demanded.

"Xiao Qingfeng, can't you change your tone when you ask someone else?" Kise looked at the expression on Qingfeng's face, and lowered his hands weakly.

Akashi glanced at Aomine several times.

"I said before, you have to promise me that if..."

"If there is no if, I will definitely not play stand-alone games, that's fine." Qingfeng said even a little impatiently: "I have already prepared for the event, and I can go directly to the field when the first day begins."

...didn't do any preparatory activities, so I leaned close to the sprained kid and sat on a chair looking at everyone with colorful heads.

Akashi smiled at Aomine's cooperative attitude.

"Although you may not be willing to listen to me, I still want to say that you'd better not think about the score right now." Diguang's coach finally spoke after being invisible for so long.

The bear kids looked at their coach in amazement, as if they only knew that this person was sitting here.

fall!It's been a long time since he's been sitting here unable to come up with an idea, okay?He is a coach!asshole!

"……coach."

"Okay, don't look at me with that expression." Coach Diguang waved his hand before saying, "Time is very tight. You guys have to discuss tactics later, so I'll give you a rough analysis."

Probably because he was afraid that his language could not express very clearly, Diguang took the tactical board and demonstrated it to Diguang's brat.

"You are very capable, you can say that no matter who you are facing. The reason why you didn't agree to your opponent is not that your opponent is also very strong, but that your opponent's coordination ability is better than yours." Coach Diguang said, tactical The board has listed their previous positions on the field: "You may not have noticed it yourself on the field, but do you feel uncomfortable?"

"It's really weird when running and shooting." Huang Lai has been playing the role of pick-and-roll, and he is the most experienced one of the brats present.

Coach Diguang called the players to his side and circled him: "You can't see it on the field, but if I sit below, it's easy to find that you have been suppressed by the opponent and left your position without knowing it. .”

"How?" Akashi asked.

"Except Midorima because there is no restriction on shots, so the change of position does not matter. But the rest of you have been forced to leave your position. Take care." Coach Diguang held a purple magnet and covered them for his players. The previous standing positions deviated from the normal position by several angles.

Such a situation, if it was an ordinary team, would probably have felt it long ago.

But the brats on Diguang's side are all those who like to fight alone. After getting the ball, they only care about breaking through and making layups, and they don't pay attention to where their teammates are standing.Heizi's pass, which he could feel the most, was almost miraculous, and he didn't notice it, and he had a rest in the second quarter when the situation was more serious.

"So he didn't pass the ball to me before but gave it to Murasakihara because he really couldn't pass it?" Midorima pointed at the boy who was still screaming in pain with a subtle expression.

The yelling boy: "..."

"I got the point at the time." Murasakibara retorted, not liking the way Midorima seemed to say he lost the point after catching the ball.

"No one said that you lost points." Coach Diguang interrupted the quarrel that seemed to be about to start, "The fundamental reason why you didn't feel it is because you believed in yourself too much and didn't give the ball in your hands to your teammates."

"Then what if we know now?" Kise complained.

"Since the opponent forced you to leave your position..." Coach Diguang put his hands on the shoulders of the two team members beside him, lowered his voice and began to mutter.

The door of the basketball hall was opened again.

Everyone present looked at the door, and someone leaned against the door panting.

Shi Haichuan pointed at the fat man and said, "Naito, don't think that I will help you go shopping at the canteen." After speaking, the plastic bag in his hand was opened, and he quickly took out two breads and stuffed them into his stomach in.

At first, he just felt a little hungry, but now he found that he was very hungry. After eating the bread with a few sips of mineral water, Shi Haichuan looked at the watch on his hand.

"There is one minute left in the third quarter!" Shi Haichuan blew his whistle to remind the two teams.

Teiko's coach paused for a while in general, and then said to Akashi: "I wanted to discuss time with you, but I talked too much."

Akashi shook his head and said, "No, thank you coach for the suggestion." Then Akashi said to his teammates: "Now you know what to do, and I will direct you in the rest area in the second half."

"That is to say, Akashi-kun, do you agree that Aomine-kun can play?" Heizi's voice suddenly became pleasantly surprised.

"Since he can promise me, of course I can't break my promise. Alright, let's get on the stage." Akashi clapped his hands and called everyone to get on the stage.

And sports cheer each other on, get ready.

Both teams changed players by coincidence in the third quarter.

Ming Jian, a hot-tempered center forward, was relieved and replaced by the sports captain Wang Miqi.

"It's been a long time since I played a game. I feel like I'm going to cry when I touch the basketball." Wang Qiqi touched the ball like a pervert.

The corners of Shi Haichuan's eyes twitched, and he blew the whistle several times, but Wang Qiqi didn't let him give the basketball to him.

"Captain!" Ah Fei couldn't help shouting.

"Hey...hey..." The pervert didn't hear it at all.

"Laugh at your size, give me the ball quickly!" Shi Haichuan couldn't hold back, slapped Wang Qiqi on the head, and took the ball over by the way.

The brats on Diguang's side were startled when they saw Shi Haichuan's simple and rude actions.

"A Chuan! Why did you hit me!" Wang Qiqi jumped angrily when he saw that it was Shi Haichuan who hit him.

"Even if you are the captain, you should still be beaten. If you are on the field, what are you waiting for, or I will send you off with a red card." Shi Haichuan snorted twice.

Wang Qiqi, who was on the field rubbing his head, was still muttering: "I haven't fouled yet, red card, red card, this is not football!"

"No more nonsense!" Shi Haichuan turned around and shouted.

"I didn't say anything!" Wang Miji rolled to his defensive position in horror.

But apart from Wang Qiqi, the rest of the sports people are in such a gag mood.

That is, Shi Haichuan rubbed his eyes a little naturally when he saw the formation of Diguang's side after serving.

...It turns out that Aomine handles the ball as a guard.

"Dahui! If you play alone, you don't want to play again in the future! It doesn't matter whether we will win or not!" Akashi shouted from the sidelines.

Aomine, who was dribbling, passed the ball directly to Kise, who was standing in the center position.

"You are so annoying!" Qingfeng roared: "I will do what I say!"

"Ahh! Ball! Ball!" A pervert saw the basketball that was coming towards him, almost drooling, and even waved open Kise in front of him.

"Doo! Defensive foul! Two more free throws!" Shi Haichuan quickly blew the whistle, and by the way, reached out to ask the pervert to send the ball over!

Less than 10 seconds after the start, you fouled directly, which is not much different from being sent off!

"Wang Qiqi! You're so stupid again! Run me 200 laps around the basketball court tomorrow morning, meowing while running! I'll let everyone watch! This is their captain!"

Wang Qiqi swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and smiled at Director Zhang at thirteen o'clock: "Meow..."

"What the hell are you calling again!" Director Zhang directly kicked over the kettle in front of him.The frightened team members hurried to find a mop to mop the floor.

Akashi paid attention to the conversation next door, but turned to Kise who said, "Kise! Your free throw!"

"Ah... ah, I see!" Kise stood at the free throw line, feeling uncomfortable all over.

Maybe it was because of too much psychological pressure, Kise didn't make the second free throw, but Aomine showed the same desire for basketball as the pervert, directly grabbed the rebound and dunked the ball into the basket.

"Good job Kise-kun! We won't be able to tie the second serve." Heizi couldn't help shouting.

...This is not a compliment at all, little blackie.